Life (or Unlife) Goes On

Title: Life (or Unlife) Goes On
Author: AddictedtoBuffy
Summary: After Angel Season Five What Happens Next
Spoilers: Anything from the shows of Buffy or Angel is fair game
Disclaimer: All Characters except Thyme belong to the genuis called Joss and associated companies
Distrubution: Ask and you will recieve
Rating:Nc17 to be on the safe side
Pairing: A/S eventual A/S/X This chap mention of B/R, A/N, A/C, A/D & A/B
Warnings: Medium Violence, Medium Sex Scenes
A/N: Thankyou to everyone who has been reading this fic and a speacil thankyou to the five individuals who have taken the time to reveiw
Reveiws: Purrfus hope your starting to hold your breath, Angel can be so thick sometimes

Chapter Eight

Angel’s POV

We soon have the commando’s under control but I’m still mad because I’m full of bullets and if it wasn’t for Spike, Conner would be dead. Nobody gets away with hurting my son. Riley is standing in the middle of the foyer over those commando’s who aren’t knocked out. He pulls out his I.D. and man is he looking pissed.

“I am Special Agent Riley Finn and you have just fired on operatives involved in a special mission endorsed by the Pentagon so you better have a really good explanation for this, if you don’t want to spend the rest of your natural lives rotting in a jail cell,” he yells at them. None of them say a word. He turns to me and says “Look I’m sorry for this, I need to talk to you but I’ve gotta go with these guys now but I’ll be back before nightfall”. With that, a couple of army guys come in and help Riley out with the prisoners. I look around and the place is trashed. I feel eyes on me so I look up to see Conner.

“You okay,” I ask.

“Yeah thanks to Spike.” I nod not trusting myself to speak about what would have happened if Spike wasn’t there. “Is anyone hurt? Gunn?” Best to get on with business.

“I’m fine thanks to my two undead shields.”

“This one seems to be unconscious.” Illyria pronounces

‘Oh my god, Oz,’ Willow says. I run over to him and check his pulse. I look up to see Spike his shirt pocked with bullet holes.

‘He’s breathing, he has just been knocked out.’ I carry him into the office Willow, Faith and Spike follow, Spike closers the door. I lay Oz down and walk back over to Spike.

‘What the bloody hell was that?’ asks Spike. I just shrug, I have a fairly good idea. I stare into Spike’s eyes.

‘Thanks, for Conner.’ I manage to say before the emotion chokes me up. He just nods and walks past me.

‘So how do we stop this happening again?’ he asks the question.

‘I might be able to work a protection spell over the place,’ Willow offers. ‘It will take a while to organise though.’ Faith grabs the first aid kit from under the sink.

‘Come on Spike, take your shirt off I need to get those bullets out of you.’ He hesitates which is very uncharacteristic for Spike who is never shy or self conscious but I know why, he knows if he does Willow will find out about us. Oh well, they were bound to find out at some point. I walk over to him.

‘Willow I need to tell you something,’ I sigh. She looks up at me and smiles.

“You are going to tell me that you and Spike are sleeping together.’ My mouth falls open and Spike says

‘How the bloody hell?’

‘We have the room directly under Spike’s.’

‘Sorry,’ I apologise. ‘Soon as I talk to Conner and explain to Nina, Spike will be moving into my room anyway.’

‘I will?’

‘You don’t want to?’

‘I just hadn’t thought about it but I guess I’d like to.’ I smile at him while he takes his shirt off and Faith gets to work on his back. I turn my attention back to Willow.

‘What will you need for the protection spell?’

‘I don’t know I’ll have to talk to Andrew, he knows a lot now.’ She turns and leaves the room and I am left with my thoughts. After Wolfram and Hart, it would be nice to help the helpless again. I sit down on the desk deep in thought. I need to train Conner, if he’s interested and find out what else he inherited and there’s Illyria who still needs to learn much about the human world. Oz might be able to help Nina learn how to control her inner wolf and then there is Spike. As Angelus, I used and abused Spike. He always has annoyed me but that’s what Angelus liked about him, his spunk and disregard for others. Of course, Angelus also thought Spike should obey him so part of his tool to control Spike was sex. Only Spike and I know that Drusilla wasn’t his first, I was. Angelus when angry with Spike would fuck him so hard that his bones would break. So last night letting me in the way he did is huge. We are still vampires so the rough sex is something we naturally love but last nights slow passion was important for both of us. I become aware of someone tugging my turtleneck up over my head.

‘Lets get these bullets out okay?’ Spike says from behind me. ‘Penny for your brooding thoughts.’

‘Oh I was just thinking of everything I need to take care of,’ its partially true.

‘No you weren’t.’

‘Okay I was thinking of you.’

‘Ha I knew it.’ Faith is busy looking after Oz so I say the next bit quietly so that only Spike can hear me.

‘I meant everything I said last night Spike, I mean everything.’ He pauses from taking out the bullets before saying shakingly

‘Absolutely everything?’ This is a big step for Spike Angelus taught him to hide his true feelings and know I have to try and help him undo it all.

‘Yes,’ simple and direct, he starts pulling bullets out again and then he speaks so softly I barely catch the words.

‘I meant it too.’ I turn my head so I can see him and I give him a quick kiss before turning back around. I hear a groan from the corner and look round to see Oz sitting up.

‘You okay?’ I ask.

‘Yeah, what the hell happened?’ he asks.

‘Still not sure. Riley is trying to find out.’

‘At the risk of sounding bitter about the government doing experiments on me, do we trust them?’

‘I trust Riley about as far as Andrew can throw him, he staked me once.’ Spike pipes up.

“What??”

“Plastic wood grain, hurt like a bitch though.” Great another reason to hate the guy.

‘He did get me a pardon though and he sent some guys to remove your chip.’ Faith tries to point out the good, shows how much she’s changed. So, Riley got her the pardon.

‘He only sent those guys because of Buffy, he would have killed me long before then if it wasn’t for her.’ Spike replies. We need to get this conversation back on track, I want to work out a way to stop them for good, I suddenly feel like that is never going to happen though.

‘Its Wolfram and Hart, I told you they wanted us dead. They must’ve done something to those commando’s they won’t rest until we are dead or at least Spike, Gunn, Illyria and I.’

‘Well yeah mate, we knew that before we decided to take them on. That’s the whole point of the champion gig. You try to change things for the better and stuff the consequences.’ Wow, he has been listening to my speeches. I turn to Faith and Oz.

‘You guys should go. If you stay they will come after you as well.’

‘Your kidding me right. Not one of us would go, not even Andrew. It doesn’t matter what we have done to get here but this is what we do, we fight evil and no matter how hard you try you can’t walk away from that.’ I look at her in astonishment, a couple of years ago and there is no way you’d hear her say anything like that.

‘You know luv, you sound just like Buffy.’ Spike says, Faith laughs and answers.

‘Yeah well B might actually be right. Whoa, did I just say that. Never tell her I said that, it would go straight to her head, its big enough already.’

‘Right now here’s your jumper Angel. Faith wanna smoke.’ I turn to him he’s got his shirt on but not buttoned up. His skin is always so pale that it glistens.

‘I’m gonna have that talk with Conner.’ Boy am I ever dreading it, I don’t know where to start and despite the fake memories having stabalised him a bit I’m still unsure of his mental state. I stomp out of the room to find everybody cleaning up. The place looks almost presentable again. Conner is talking to Kennedy, I really don’t know much about her. ‘Conner, can I talk to you for a minute. Come on down here.’ I take him down to the basement, there is no one down here.

‘What’s up dad?’ I sigh, I have no idea how I am going to tackle this, maybe if I take the I’m a vampire approach.

‘What do you know about vampires?

‘Well only what Holtz told me but I don’t think I trust that, anymore. A vampire just saved my life.’

‘No Holtz would have told you the truth about vampires, about vampires in general and probably the facts about Darla and Angelus but that isn’t really us. A soul gives us a sense of right and wrong. With a soul, sharing your soul Darla loved you.’ Shit, someone shoot me. How on earth did I end up talking about Darla? This is not going well. He is staring at his shoes and I should go but I really need to tell him now before someone else does. ‘Look this isn’t what I wanted to talk about. I just didn’t want you to find out some other way and freak out, even though it now occurs to me you’ll freak out anyway.’

‘Will you just spit it out?’ I sigh.

‘I’m seeing Spike.’ He looks up at me startled.

‘Whoa um but you like girls. What about Cordelia? Or Nina? Or Buffy?’ I just look at him. I don’t know what to say. ‘Um look I ah need some time to process it ah can you just leave?’ I nod, turn, and stomp out. Well that went well. I’ve been around for well over 200 years and I still stuff this kind of thing up. I suppose its good that he didn’t try and kill me...again. I reach the hall where my room is and I can hear Spike singing. I get closer and I can hear water, he must be taking a shower, that’s a good idea, I need one too. I walk into my room but then suddenly change my mind and walk into Spikes room. I walk into the bathroom and lean against the doorframe, admiring Spike in the bathroom. He really is a magnificent specimen. I am so worried about everything. It was much simpler when I just had to look after me. Wolfram and Hart will never stop. Then there is Conner, I hope he will come round but I don’t want to put him in danger. Then there is Spike, What Angelus has done. Spike might seem to be all macho and bad boy but he has a real sensitive side that someone like Angelus can take advantage off. Then there is the Shanshu prophecy, I will never be with Buffy now or be human. If we get through this Spike might become human and I don’t want him too cos then he will grow old and die. Selfish of me, isn’t it. I go back to admiring Spike’s figure.

‘How did it go?’

‘I don’t know. He seemed a bit upset.’

‘Don’t worry mate he’s sure to come round but in the meantime do you fancy joining me?’ He shoots me a sly grin.

‘Spike, I have work to do.’ He turns away but I take a step forward and take of my top. ‘However, I also need a shower.’ He turns back and smiles as I slip my jeans off. He opens the shower door and I step in. We kiss forever the water showering down on the two of us. Just the feel of his skin on mine with the water dripping onto both of us helps to calm me down. That and his smell, in all the time I’ve known him, he has always smelt the same underneath the booze and smoke and leather.

‘What’s on your mind?’ he asks. I can never fool him, can I?

‘Everything.’ I sigh. He hugs me in a very uncharacteristic way for Spike.

‘We’ll get through this somehow, we always do.’

‘Yeah and how many people have to die along the way?’

‘Angel, we both know there is going to be casualties but think about it how many times have we saved the world, that’s billions of souls. You help the helpless no matter what.’ I’m getting a pep talk from Spike and boy is he turning me on.

‘Spike!’ I run my lips over his neck.

‘Angel,’ he sighs. He goes to kneel down but I stop him.

‘No, not now. I promise later but we have work to do, okay.’ Oh how I wish I could stay in the shower with him. ‘You gonna move into my room?’ He just nods. ‘Good I’m looking forward to it.’ I kiss him then I leave, grabbing a towel and my clothes on the way back to my room before I get distracted.